Her home

As they pull out of the alley, Lou poorly tries to suppress a yawn as all the adrenaline and post coitus drop sets in. “Tired, Daddy? You okay to drive?” Vyki asks twisting her head to check on him thinking of the times she’s made foolish decisions to push driving while tired.

Lou chuckles a bit, “I’m fine, baby girl. It’s been a long night. I’m just going to get you home then I’ll probably grab a room to nap on the way home.”

“You can stay at our place,” Vyki offers a drowsy response of her own as she turns her head to be more comfortable as she looks forward again.

Lou ventures a glance from the road to look at her with a questioning look as to what she’s actually offering before returning his eyes back to the road.

Without hearing a negative or accepting response, Vyki continued explaining, “we got the guest room set up in case someone couldn’t make it home from being drunk or something. Obviously, that wasn’t needed.” Vyki punctuated it with a disappointed sigh remembering how the party was such a bust. “Someone might as well use it,” turning to look up at him with smile, “might as well be someone that actually came.”

It was Lou’s turn to blush wondering if she meant the double entendre, but he was having a hard time reading her languid smile with only a few glances down at her face while driving. However, not paying for a hotel room for a whole night & only a few hours use or a skanky no-tell motel by the hour, and the promise of a free night was appealing. Proximity to his assignment in the morning was also nice. “Thank you, Vyki. That’d actually help me out a lot.”

Vyki turned her head forward, and grinned wide at her reflection in the console proud she was able to please Lou so much. As they drove along the highway, the rhythmic seams in the road seemed to drive a calming pulse through Vyki’s clouding mind as her own adrenaline crash began to take over while the chemicals from the evening continued to circulate through her system. Staring at her face in the dark console, memories from the evening flashed through her head as the session in the bathroom mirror seemed to swim to prominence. Picturing herself practicing her mantra as Ashley recommended, she found herself muttering along with it.

With nothing but the hum of the road and the wind on the big vehicle, the sound of her talking from below captured Lou’s attention. At first, he thought she was talking in her sleep or something as it seemed so languid. However, he could make out her eyes half open in the reflection of the console. “What was that, baby girl? I couldn’t hear.”

“Just practicing my vocal training, Daddy,” Vyki says as she continues louder so he can hear:

I am a good girl. It's okay to be a slut.

good girls enjoy pleasing themselves. good girls enjoy pleasing others. good girls love to cum. good girls love cum.

I want to be a good slut. cum sluts love pleasure. I am a good cum slut

The vehicle rumbles on the warning strips of the shoulder before Lou puts his attention back on the road after being surprised by what she was saying.

“You okay, Daddy?” Vyki asks obliviously, still staring into her own eyes.

“Uh, ya,” Lou replies, “you practiced that a lot?”

Vyki turned to look up to him, “Every day for the past couple months. I followed a recording so I could sound sexier.” She smiled proudly thinking how convincing she was able to be today. “You wanna hear the rest of it, Daddy?”

Lou was genuinely surprised and responded with shock taking a brief moment to look down at her, “there’s more?!?” Before quickly returning his attention back to the road.

“Sure,” Vyki said as she got comfortable again and looked back at her reflection before continuing:

A good girl is kind and obedient. A good girl wants to please.

A good girl likes to be submissive.

“And you believe all this?” Lou asked

Vyki giggled at him without looking up, “no, silly! It was just part of sounding right, but it's really hard to get through it if I keep getting interrupted, Daddy,” she chided Lou.

“K,” Lou responded still surprised by the lengths she’s gone, “please continue if you want.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” she continued hoping he appreciated it:

A good girl wants to bring pleasure to their partner.

A good girl wants to do whatever she can to make her partner happy.

I want to be a good girl. I am a good girl.

This continued through pretty much all of their drive home. As they came down one street, Lou was very thankful for the fact the streets deserted as he totally missed a red light, he was shocked by what she ‘practiced’. He was just glad no cops seemed to be around either.

Pulling onto the street where their home was, Vyki finished her final line of her training:

... I want to be a good cum slut. I am a good cum slut.

They remained in silence as they pulled into their driveway and Lou parked the car.

Surprised he didn’t say anything, Vyki prompted, “so, do you think it helped, Daddy? Was my vocal training good?”

Between the energy of focusing on the drive and trying to not completely get turned on by her sexually charged words drawing up so much of their very recent hot message, Lou was feeling even more mentally taxed than before. He was even more frustrated by the clear indication of all the hormones coursing through his body again & his inability to control the rod in his pants from solidifying again at the memory. So much of his basic being was wanting a repeat after her oral recitation, but he knew he needed to fight that down as simple responded to her, “it was good.” Turning to look at her near dreamy smile get even wider visions of her lips attack the monster in his pants a few inches away from them flashed through his mind before could stop them. “But, we’re here now, so time to get you in bed,” he quickly said as he opened his door to walk around and open the passenger side door for the girl on the floor.

“Oh,” Vyki responded before she registered his leg was moving as her head landed on the edge of his vacated seat. Trying to get oriented she was momentarily surprised to hear the door open quicker than she thought possible, but her brain just chalked it up to being tired and accepted reality. Remembering how she did the last time she tried walking through his van, Vyki figured it would be easier just to stay on her knees to get out. However, her brain was not computing how to get turned around in the confined space and reasoned it would be easiest just to go out the way she came in and just backed up through the spaces between the seats.

Lou’s conscience told him he should be looking away, but his fatigued mind kept getting captured by the glint of the jewel in her plug as it shifted side to side. He wasn’t sure if this naivety was just some sort of act she was doing to appear sexier or was she trying to explore a new side of herself? Surely, she had to know the petticoat and skirt were getting caught on everything and she could feel her ass completely exposed to the air. She had to know the thong was doing nothing to protect her modesty and the gem capping the sexual device was advertising an intent to the world. As her knees reached the edge of the vehicle, Lou finally found the determination to turn away as this was no longer just looking as she was now within physical reach and things couldn’t go that route.

Vyki let her heels land on the familiar concrete feeling someway safe finally being home in familiar territory. Standing up she noticed her skirt was all askew and quickly moved to make sure it was all down and situated. Looking over, she could see Lou was looking away and she was glad to think he tried to avert his eyes when she was probably not in a very modest position. He was such a nice guy.

Lou was trying to think of sporting stats, inventory controls, marketing strategies, old relatives; anything he could think of to try to get the image of her crawling backward all the way out of the van shaking her ass at him; that anal plug taunting him to relieve another load into her. Visions of him taking her right there in the view of her neighbors. All of that was trying to drown out of his head as he heard her heels click on the pavement behind him. He continued to struggle mentally as he felt her lean up and kiss him on the cheek as she said into his ear, “thank you again for tonight; let's get you in bed.”

Visions of her doing that same crawl on a big bed with her repeating her phrases like ‘ready and accepting’, ‘enjoys giving pleasure', ‘eagerly available’ among many others go flashing through his head with dozens of variations in a matter of milliseconds. Lou violently shakes his head trying to get the thoughts out of his head. However, his head instinctively turns to follow the sound of clicking heels on the ground as he sees her skirt sway from side to side as she walks towards their door. Cursing his nature as he feels his cock press against his pants, he looks down to see a point straining straight out from his slacks. Turning away from her, he reaches into his pants to try to adjust his engorged member to be a bit more restrained by his waistband.

Vyki was almost at the front door when she realized that Lou was still over near his van. “You coming inside, Daddy?”

“Be right there,” Lou responded trying to fight back sexual innuendos racing through his mind.

Vyki was worried he was reconsidered not wanting to impose. "Please stay with us tonight, Daddy. I want you to.”

Lou knew she said ‘us’ not ‘me’ and that she did say the last ‘to’, but a part of his head wanted to believe the other scenario that she was really wanting him to do more to her. Part of him was even trying to convince himself that is what she meant and was too afraid. But he knew these were all just the darker sides of himself and pushed those aside. He knew he was tired, and their volume was just intensified by his exhausted resolve. He knew that wasn’t like him; he just needed to sleep, and he’d be back to his normal, strong, good self. “Thank you. Definitely need the sleep.” He replies before turning to get to the front door only to briefly look at her finding any slight motion as somewhere else not to see her hot visage standing there.

With her partner back by her side, Vyki put her code into the keyless pad to finally return home.